"What? Are you standing here to welcome me back? ”

The man's voice came again, causing the two people who were a little stunned to retract their thoughts.

Seeing the dusty aura of the person who came, I knew that this person had come back from the night rush.

And if this person usually says this, the task is accomplished. Otherwise, this person wouldn't have come back so quickly.

That's right, the person who came was Gu Lingkai, who was sent to borrow grain.

Although he was a military advisor in the army, he was a child.

It's a real child, but it's only twelve or thirteen years old. If it weren't for the coincidence, this doll ran away from home and wanted to see the outside world, and Zhuang Wanqin would not have picked up such a bargain.

"Xiao Kai, it's great that you're back, I'll leave it to you here, this king still has important things, take the first step."

In this way, Zhuang Wanqin successfully threw the mess she left behind on a seemingly ignorant and unreliable child.

As for herself, of course, she had to sneak into the military camp and rescue the trapped people.

It's not that she wants to kill it alone, it's really forced by the situation.

Now there is a traitor in the Nanguo military camp, and if he makes a big move, he will inevitably attract the attention of that person.

If so, it will be a failure.

The moonlight shines brightly on the land, paving a path for stalkers to the end.

This road is not long, nor is it short, but there are many corpses abandoned in the wilderness along the way, which makes Zhuang Wanqin unbearable.

It's not that those people's deaths are terrifying, it's just that their situation after death makes Zhuang Wanqin feel sorry.

It's the height of summer, and the heat is a necessity, which of course has led to the current scene—maggots wriggling slowly and flies flying around on the corpses of the field, as if happy that there are so many places to lay their eggs.

Among these corpses were soldiers who had just died in battle today, but the number of these bugs was so great that the short time of their death could not change this fact.

Sometimes, not only these dead people, but even the living soldiers, cannot escape the poison of these bugs.

There will inevitably be wounds on the battlefield, but it is a hot summer day. Wounds can become inflamed if you are not careful, and if you have the heart, there is no shortage of maggots wriggling on those wounds.

The bodies of these martyrs are not allowed to be buried, and they will be destroyed here by these disgusting bugs.

Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why she doesn't like to fight in the summer.

This is just a small episode on the way to Kefa.

Smelling the smell of blood coming from the carve-fat barracks, Zhuang Wanqin knew that even if Kefa left people in the barracks, they were almost cleared by Xu Ruqing and them at this moment.

But where are they?

did not return to Congcheng, obviously did not come out of the barracks of Kefa.

After all, before leaving, she repeatedly told that human life mattered.

Zhuang Wanqin picked up the flute hanging from her waist, put the muzzle close to her lips, and began her playing.

Such a song can not only wipe out all the remaining troops of Kefa, but also tell Xu Ruqing the fact that he has come.

The few people in the camp naturally heard the message sent by Zhuang Wanqin, and they all became energetic.

Why is the prince here?

Jiang Liumo also knew what this voice was, and saw that the soldiers who were originally holding those secret guards had fallen, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the partner he fancies, and his strength is extraordinary.

Defending against the enemy with sound, this is a realm that others may not be able to achieve even if they have practiced hard for decades, and this person can use this skill so perfectly.

As far as he knew, Zhuang Wanqin should not be yet twenty years old.

His curiosity about this man was even stronger.

It didn't take long for Zhuang Wanqin to find this camp where everyone gathered, after all, only this camp was lit with candles, and it was too abrupt in the darkness.

"The prince is here, and Jiang is far away."

Before he could lift the curtain on the tent, he heard the voice of the man inside.

Jiang? Which Jiang?

After all, although Jiang Liumo's reputation is wide, there are not many people who have really seen him, not to mention that even if this person shows up, he is wearing a frosted mask, which makes people unable to see his real face clearly.

With this doubt, Zhuang Wanqin walked into the tent.

The first thing that caught the eye was the two young men sitting on the top seat drinking tea.

One is gentle as jade, and the other is cold and mysterious.

It's a completely different style, but sitting there doesn't seem abrupt at all.

"He is Jiang Liumo, and he did it this time."

Seeing Zhuang Wanqin's somewhat puzzled eyes, Xu Ruqing knew that this person couldn't recognize the true identity of the person in front of him at all.

I still want him to remind him first, so as not to be negligent again.

"Xu Gongzi's words are a little biased, how can I say that I also came to you sincerely to cooperate, is it really good to be so targeted?"

Although he said that, the curiosity revealed by the corners of his mouth and the interested glint in his eyes were not like this.

Although this man wore a mask, the mere revelation of the places was mesmerizing.

Especially, those phoenix eyes are still gray!

It complements his outfit and is just right.

Looking at the posture around here, Zhuang Wanqin, no matter how stupid she was, knew that Jiang Liumo deliberately gathered several people together.

But what is this man's intention?

It's all because she didn't pay much attention to the outside world when she was in Zhuhua, except for knowing the name of Xu Ruqing, the first son of Zhuhua, because she was in Zhuhua, everyone else didn't know.

Now listening to what Xu Ruqing just said, this person is afraid that he is also a famous person.

But Ren Zhuang Wanqin racked her brains and couldn't remember what this person was about.

What a mistake!

"I don't know what the meaning of the Childe Sutra we are all gathered here?"

Since she couldn't figure it out, she just said hello, this is her style.

"Regarding this point, the prince can ask Xu Gongzi, and I think Xu Gongzi can give the prince a satisfactory explanation."

Jiang Liumo pursed his lips lightly, paused and continued: "I forgot to introduce to the prince, my surname is Jiang, my name is Liumo, and now he is the national teacher of Kefa. ”

National teacher? No wonder it gives the impression that this person is standing on the altar of a sacrifice.

Saying this, Zhuang Wanqin was slightly impressed, as if she had heard of such a powerful magic stick.

I don't know how Jiang Liumo would react if he knew what Zhuang Wanqin was thinking now.

However, no matter what his reaction was, it was not Zhuang Wanqin's concern, she was now more concerned about the purpose of this divine stick and the safety of these people.

His eyes turned to Xu Ruqing, signaling that he could start talking.

After careful consideration, Xu Ruqing still felt that it was better to say it directly, after all, Zhuang Wanqin was a very stubborn person in this matter, and it was easier for people to accept it directly than to beat around the bush.

But of course, he hid his part.

"In short, this person wants you to ascend to the throne of Nanguo."